Sealing Sword Chapter 81: Promise

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Shen Wuyuan felt that he was dreaming.

It wasn't until his luck suppressed Chu Xiwei's violent and chaotic "Forked Road Scripture" true energy that he was able to regain his senses. He looked at his old friend who had not seen for many years with scorching eyes, and he still felt like a dream after a lifetime. .

Chu Xiwei's question says that relaxation is relaxation, and that it is serious is really serious.

He has practiced the "Forked Road Scripture" and "Jinghong Jue" together. Shen Wuduan has known for a long time, but this dead child has been stubborn since he was a child, and interrupted his teeth without saying a word, plus Qin Liurong's partiality , Shen Wu Duan has been suppressed, feeling that there are always times when he can't hold on and wants to be softened.

Unfortunately, Shen Wuyou glanced away. He knew that Chu Xi was slightly stubborn. He didn't expect to stubbornly hit the coffin board without crying, and even smashed the coffin board through.

Chu Xiwei refused to give up "Jinghong Jue", and gritted her teeth to practice "The Forked Road Scripture". It was originally a way of looking for death, but probably God favors such a bold fool, not only did he not want his little boy. Fate, instead, let him find a rugged path that merged into one in this torture of life and death.

"Jinghong Jue" focuses on mechanism change, and "Forked Road Scripture" is intended to be used. "Change" and "transformation" seem to be irrelevant, but in fact they have similarities. Chu Xiwei went the other way. Instead of using the "Forked Road Scripture" to transform other martial arts for his own use, he used the "Jinghong Jue" as a base. With the change of the state of the "Forked Road Scripture", he used war to raise After running for a long time, it is more handy than others in terms of "flexible use".

It stands to reason that this is a good thing, but the bad thing is that Chu Xiwei is still too young after all.

He lacked understanding of his own foundation, and his understanding of martial arts was also lacking due to lack of experience, not to mention his state of mind.

The move without internal strength is to embroider the legs with fists, and the martial arts with insufficient mood is a dangerous building in the air. Chu Xiwei's internal strength and moves are far beyond his peers. Even the long-established masters of the arena are not among his opponents, but there are too many things in his heart, so he is not happy to feel the world, how can he talk about his state of mind Mention it?

The state of mind will limit his vision and affect his control of internal forces. It is for this reason that Shen Wuyuan would transfer the Ice Soul Orb that Duan Qing gave him for meditation and nourishment to Chu Xiwei, which is a solution to the symptoms and not the root cause. But I didn't expect this stinky boy to be a heartless man, and he didn't even let out a word of nonsense, so he went to treat people first.

At the moment, the two energies have become entangled into a ball, and Shen Wuyou is not good at forcibly separating them, so she can only wait for Chu Xiwei to wake up and save herself.

Either the state of mind is raised to make the "Forbidden Road Scripture" to a higher level, truly reaching the realm of "seeking common ground while reserving differences"; or simply abolishing "Jinghong Jue", and since then specialize together, although this approach is risky, but With Shen Wudu and Sun Minfeng, there is no worry about life, but they will lose nearly half of their internal strength, and they will slowly return to training later, which can be regarded as "remaining green mountains, no worries about no firewood."

Shen Wuyuan didn't evade anyone in these words. He seemed to be admonishing Sun Minfeng, but in fact he was still watching Ye Fusheng and Duan Qing's reaction.

Duan Qing was like a human-shaped iceberg without any response, but Ye Fusheng's expression changed suddenly. Although the harvest was fast, Shen Wuduan, as a senior old fox, had a clear observation of his reaction-after he finished speaking After that, Ye Fusheng's left hand was clenched into a fist, his knuckles began to turn white, and his breath missed even more.

Shen Wuyuan was inexplicably relieved. He felt that his son was not shaved and hot, and Ye Fusheng was also pleasing to his eyes. He waved his hand to let Sun Minfeng take them out.

After driving out the miscellaneous people, he closed the courtyard door and saw Duan Qing sitting under the willow tree, not even the folds of his clothes messed up.

Shen held back for a long time without any reason, but in the end he didn't hold back a good word. The reunion came too unprepared. He could not say a word of the thousand words he had thought of, so he had to go back to the house and put two jars of wine on the table. On, the opposite side Qing said: "Drink!"

Duan Qing raised a pair of indifferent eyes to look at him, but did not refuse, opened the red seal and took a sip.

The drink continued, and when he put it down, the jar was at least half empty.

Shen Wuyuan stared at her still pale face, and suddenly said: "Do you know what wine this is?"

Duan Qing glanced at the red paper and black words on the wine jar: "It's'Heaven and Man Drunk'."

"The gods in the sky pour a cup, the red vulgar guest has been sinking for a hundred years...Half a jar of "Heaven and man drunk", I can be drunk for ten days and a half month, but you don't even blush." ​​Shen unprovoked eyes fell on On the wine jar, "I clearly remember that you used to be drunk after a drink."

Duan Qing looked at him: "The amount of alcohol will always grow, so why make a fuss."

"That's right..." Shen Wucai smiled, "I just didn't expect... By the way, I redeemed ten years of plum stuffing in it. I originally wanted to send it to you, but unfortunately I didn't find anyone. Now How does it taste?"

Duan Qing nodded and said: "Very good."

Shen Wuyuan suddenly stopped talking. He stared at Duanqing's eyes and the white hair. All the laughter on his face disappeared, leaving only his face sinking.

"Wrong." Shen Wuyou said, "I didn't make plum brewed stuffed rice at all. I just added some moxa oil into it to revenge you for not seeing you for so many years. You never liked the taste... But now, at all I didn't taste it."

Duan Qing lowered his eyes and said flatly: "Oh."

"The first time I saw you, I thought I was dreaming." Shen Wuyou said in a deep voice, "I played a lot with you when I was twelve years old, and now my hair is gray and old, but you Still as young as 30 years ago...How can this not be like a dream?"

Duan Qing said: "Oldness is never more than skin appearance."

"Yeah, I see you like this, I know you except a pair of skins...the inside is probably old, lifeless, and not alive at all." Shen Wuyou looked at him coldly, "Let me guess Guess, you have no sense of smell and taste now, you are not affected by the effects of alcohol, crying, laughing, or feelings of emotion...just like a living dead who has been frozen for many years, once awake, it looks the same as before. It's actually a walking dead, right?"

He said these words unrelentingly, and it could even be said to be irritating and irritating. If it were 30 years ago, he would raise his hand and beat him early in the morning to make him cry and call his mother, but now he is still not moving like a mountain. Sitting, living as if the person he said was not himself at all.

The only fluke left in Shen Wudu's heart was completely wiped out in the unchanging expression of Duan Qing.

The heart seemed to be pierced by a cone of ice, the wound was not big or deep, but the blood in the whole body was instantly cold and the heartbeat almost stopped.

He sat back sullenly and muttered: "You are in the forgetting situation...what level?"

"Second floor."

"Let the feelings wantonly, ruthlessly break love, forget feelings..." Shen Wu Duan muttered these twelve words repeatedly, suddenly got up and grabbed Duan Qing's collar, lifted him up and looked at him. The eye socket almost dripped bleeding.

"Mu Qingshang!" He looked at Duan Qing almost fiercely and desperately, and even called out the name that he hadn't mentioned for a long time in a hurry, "How dare you...how dare to change yourself like this ?!"

Duan Qing was a little embarrassed when he was caught, and his expression remained unchanged. A cool hand was placed on the back of Shen Wuduan's hand, and he said calmly: "I'm fine."

"You don't live like a human anymore, what's the best?" Shen Wuyou pushed him away, his eyes split. "Back then, you said, "It's better for a mayfly to die in a hundred days than to hate forever." Why are you repenting now? You promised Gu Qifang not to take a lifetime, and promised me to live well, these words...have you eaten all the **** by yourself?"

Duan Qing said: "No reason, calm down."

"I'm calm?" Shen Wuduan slapped the table with a slap, "Thirty years ago, I had to say goodbye to the snow, but now it has become a Yong Jue... Liu Rong is gone, Gu Qifang is dead, and you are like this again. Look, you told me to calm down? Duanqing, how do you tell me to calm down?"

Duan Qing looked at his flushed eyes, then slowly moved his gaze to the gray hair and wrinkled face, and finally landed on Shen Wu Duan's trembling hands.

This pair of hands that once danced with fans and used swords as a romantic pair, as long as they lightly hook their fingers, they can attract the boudoir of the Red Mansion. Even now, even if they are well maintained, their skin and flesh have been loosened and their cocoons have been slackened, even if the remaining power is still there, they are indeed a pair. The old man's hand is gone.

Shen Wuyuan is really old.

This man who talked and laughed between life and death when he was young, and the mountain collapsed before his eyes did not change his color. He is still strategizing now, but he is no longer young, he has lost his frivolous spirit, and has become sentimental.

Duan Qing has never realized so clearly that the era that belonged to them has grown old with age, and now the beauty is late and the hero is dead.

He looked at his hand, it has been smooth for a long time, but it is pale and bloodless, just as Shen Wuduan said, like a dead skinny.

He got used to this over the years, and didn't think he was any bad, but he knew that Shen Wudu was sad about it.

Duan Qing wanted to comfort him a few words, but also knew that nothing would help him anymore.

The so-called vicissitudes of life, the most terrifying thing is not the earth-shaking, but the human being.

In the end, Duanqing just said: "You cry, I look at you."